At the Xiongnu Daxu, King Youxian looked at the Qin army that was about to be defeated, and was saved by a Qin soldier who had killed countless of his own army, his eyes were torn apart, and he wanted to eat its flesh, drink its blood, and cramp its tendons, his face was twisted, his eyes were wide with anger, and he roared loudly: "Archers advance, shoot them into hedgehogs for me, I want them to pierce their hearts with ten thousand arrows." After a quarter of an hour, if you can't open the rough stone ditch, military law will be engaged. ”

He said directly to Dunbu: "Captain Dunbu personally led the team and blew the horn for me, and I must take Maoshigou in half an hour." Got it!"

"Order, guarantee to complete the task. Dun Buwanfu replied loudly, not only simply but also very excited, because this was about to end, how could he not thank the Right Virtuous King.

The archers marched forward, Ma Zhan and the others put their shields against them, and after a few waves of arrow rain, the commander of Dunbu Wanfu came to kill the general, but unfortunately, what was waiting for him was only harvesting, and a captain fell into the hands of Ma Zhan again.

But what can be done, the reinforcements have not arrived for a long time, the Hun army has achieved a crushing momentum, and the horse war is powerless to return to the sky, defeat, death, it is only a matter of time, maybe in the next moment.

The death of another captain was deeply stinging, and the sensitive nerves of King Youxian were already very anxious when he couldn't take Maoshigou for a long time, but the death of one captain after another completely made King Youxian angry.

"Archers, keep shooting, I'm going to make this a Jedi. ”

The endless rain of arrows hit mercilessly again, and the few remaining Qin troops could only shrink in one place and couldn't move even half a step, otherwise the dense rain of arrows would really turn them into hedgehogs.

Waves of arrows rained down from the sky, hitting the defensive shield, rumbling, just raising the shield would make people's hands weak, not to mention the strength of the arrows falling from the sky, screams kept coming, and from time to time the Qin army died.

I don't know how long time has passed, just when Ma Zhan and the others were fighting with the Hun soldiers again and were beaten and retreated, the sound of war horses galloping came from next to their ears.

"Kill, brethren, reinforcements are coming, reinforcements are coming. Zhang Sheng shouted, his voice trembling.

There was no need for Zhang Sheng to shout, and the remaining Qin troops also knew that reinforcements were coming, but were they really in front of them? Can they really save them in time?

The rumbling sound of horses' hooves was not only heard by the Qin army, but also heard by the Huns.

The army marched, Ma Zhan and others retreated again and again, exited Maoshigou, the Hun army ran forward quickly, thanks to the attack, while dealing with the road, the army was not hindered, and the advance was very fast.

Zhang Sheng and Ma Zhan and the few hundred people left could only watch the Hun soldiers line up one after another not far away.

When Daqin's reinforcements came closer, there were almost sixty or seventy thousand troops in front of them.

Zhang Sheng, as the general of Yanmen City, commanded 200,000 border troops, and his power cannot be said to be small, and he retreated to Daqin with hundreds of remnants, without too many greetings, and directly launched the military order to attack.

The shield men were in front, the spearmen were behind, and the archers who had already dismounted and lined up behind them slowly advanced forward.

As soon as the command flag waved, the herald shouted loudly, and the general in command shouted: "Release, let go ......" The arrows that covered the sky and the sun flew towards the Hun army array.

The arrows on both sides hit each other in the air, and a small number of arrows fell from mid-air, while the rest of the arrows flew towards the target. There were injuries from above, and arrows were stuck in the soldiers' bodies, splashing with a trace of blood, and screams resounded through the battlefield.

It is impossible for a large army to fight in a small Maoshigou, but Zhang Sheng did not dare to let all the Hun soldiers over, and the devil knows how many people there were. The order kept sounding.

The front army continued to advance, the archers kept firing arrows, and the cavalry on both sides began to run and launched an attack on the Xiongnu.

Such a large army battle also made Ma Zhan's blood surging, and the internal force continued to rush to all parts of the meridians, and just one stimulus knocked open more than a dozen other acupuncture points, making the internal force more smooth.

Only here can we see what is called a military formation, a sharp arrow formation, and a geese marching formation..... A long snake, a double dragon out of the water, three talents of heaven and earth, four images of heaven's will...... The dead and wounded were not one or two, but thousands, thousands of dead or combat attrition.

The Xiongnu side has long lost its vigor, although there is the ambition to make meritorious achievements to support the soldiers, but how many soldiers are in the array, the army formation is not even, the commander is not there, and there is no courage to sit in the town; but to face a group of Daqin soldiers who are also making meritorious achievements, are in full swing, and the anger of revenge is burning, how can they be opponents.

The Hun soldiers without a commander were defeated and retreated, the narrow exit, one side had to go out, and the other side had to enter, tens of thousands of troops began to kill each other again, how could the Great Qin army let go of such an opportunity, the archers quickly marched to the slopes on both sides......

It was difficult to enter and exit, and the dense arrows in the sky landed again, allowing these Hun soldiers to taste the lessons of the past. King Youxian looked at the defeat of the army in front of him, it was irretrievable, the time was just a little bit, a little bit, the army could occupy the entire Maoshigou in the past, and it could rewrite the history of the grassland army.

The order was raised, and the horn of retreat was sounded, but, it is estimated that, perhaps, the 60,000 troops that had passed would become someone else's trophy. After the army was assembled, King Youxian sighed leisurely, his face was very ugly, and he had no choice but to order the whole army to retreat and return to the tribe.

What awaits you, hahaha...... Immortal Heaven, why are you like this? Why don't you give me a little more time? Poof, uh, the high right sage king was depressed in his heart, and he vomited blood in a dull manner, and his eyes were tearful, muttering to himself.

My tribe, my people, my beloved pearl, who can be my help?

Could it be that the immortal heaven is going to kill me, I am unwilling.